By many a highwayman many a draught Of nutty-brown ale at Saint Giles's was quaft, Until the old lazar-house chanced to fall down, And the broad-bottom'd bowl was removed to the Crown. Sections and pages had been pasted together, and all through both Testaments a word had been blotted out. She did not open the Bible but laid it on the edge of the bed, knelt and rested her forehead upon the worn leather cover. Very romantic and all that. ‘Major Gerald Alderley, I arrest you in the name of the King.
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